He ventured out with his great, big Chocolate Lab
onto the trail whatever adventure to be had.
A few yards out and the dog was let off leash
to romp and run and look for prey to reach,
when just ahead white, rabbit ears stood tall;
it was a Jack with long legs to leap and fall
back to earth many yards ahead of its start.
The Chocolate Lab just knew in his great big heart
that he could catch that Jack, not to hurt the guy
but to play and romp and fly up toward the sky,
but the Lab couldn’t jump any higher than Phil
when he won the Masters and showed no b-ball skill.
No, the Jack Rabbit jumped up, and away he flew
bidding the big, old Chocolate a courteous adieux.